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Dec 19: BTS: The One with the Snow Bunnies
Title: The One with the Snow Bunnies
Fandom: BTS
Rating: Gen
Characters: Suga & j-hope
Summary: J-hope accuses Suga of perpetrating a sweet prank on Jungkook.
“It was you, wasn’t it, Yoongi?”
“These cryptic salutations must cease, Hob-ah. Hello, how are you? Nice weather we’re having, especially if you’re a North Pole fetishist.”
Yoongi lowered his phone from his ear and raised his glass of whiskey to the snowfall beyond the windowpane. He tapped the speaker button and took a sip.
“Since when do you go into for formalities?” retorted Hobi. “If I gave a long greeting and inquired after the health of your household, you’d snap and say get to the point.”
“Get to the point.”
“See? I know it was you who decorated Jungkook’s balcony with snow bunnies.”
“Does that sound like something I would do?”
“It absolutely sounds like something you would do and not admit to doing, ever, you softie.”
“Oh, don’t you start. That’s not my brand. ‘Oh, he’s so soft on the inside, a just little meow-meow, it’s just on the outside he’s savage.’ That’s bullshit. I’m savage, through and through. Inside, outside, savage, carve it on my tombstone.”
“That is a 100% manure, and you know it. Why do you lie to me? You made those snow bunnies to cheer Jungkook up, and it worked, by the way.”
“Snow bunnies? What are those?” asked Yoongi.
“Like snowmen but smaller and with longer ears and round tails. There are about a dozen lined up on the railing of Jungkook’s balcony. Very cute. Very, very cute. He loves them, by the way. He’s been so bored with the self-quarantining. It really made his day. He thought it was Jimin, but, of course, Jimin’s scared of heights. Then he thought it was Jin, but Jin’s scared of everything. So, it isn’t him. He thinks it’s me right now, but I know it isn’t me. It isn’t RM’s style and Taehyung’s too busy breaking the internet with his facial hair.”
“Jungkook isn’t worried it’s a sasaeng?”
“His security’s good. It’s not that, and you know it’s not that because you did it.”
“I’m in self-quarantine, too, my dear man. I am not supposed to leave the premises.”
“Since when do you do what you’re supposed to do?”
“And endanger the health of the community? Not very public-spirited, that.”
“I know it was you, Yoongi.”
“How?”
“Jungkook posted photos on Instagram and the group chat. Did you see them?”
“You know I never look at those things. Devil’s handiwork. Jumped-up modern soul-snatching devices.”
“Well, I looked at them, and I happened to recognize one of the fancy dog biscuits I got for Holly’s Christmas on the edge of the balcony—where it fell from your pocket, Spiderman!”
Yoongi chuckled and smacked his forehead. “Damn, foiled again!”
“It was you!”
“I admit nothing.”
“You as good as confessed! I’m going to tell Jungkook.”
“No, you’re not!”
“Oh, yes, I am, that is, unless—”
“Oh, here it comes. What do you want?”
“—unless you make me a loaf of that walnut chocolate thing you made for Jin. It sounded really good.”
Yoongi smiled. “It’s a deal.”
Fandom: BTS
Rating: Gen
Characters: Suga & j-hope
Summary: J-hope accuses Suga of perpetrating a sweet prank on Jungkook.
“It was you, wasn’t it, Yoongi?”
“These cryptic salutations must cease, Hob-ah. Hello, how are you? Nice weather we’re having, especially if you’re a North Pole fetishist.”
Yoongi lowered his phone from his ear and raised his glass of whiskey to the snowfall beyond the windowpane. He tapped the speaker button and took a sip.
“Since when do you go into for formalities?” retorted Hobi. “If I gave a long greeting and inquired after the health of your household, you’d snap and say get to the point.”
“Get to the point.”
“See? I know it was you who decorated Jungkook’s balcony with snow bunnies.”
“Does that sound like something I would do?”
“It absolutely sounds like something you would do and not admit to doing, ever, you softie.”
“Oh, don’t you start. That’s not my brand. ‘Oh, he’s so soft on the inside, a just little meow-meow, it’s just on the outside he’s savage.’ That’s bullshit. I’m savage, through and through. Inside, outside, savage, carve it on my tombstone.”
“That is a 100% manure, and you know it. Why do you lie to me? You made those snow bunnies to cheer Jungkook up, and it worked, by the way.”
“Snow bunnies? What are those?” asked Yoongi.
“Like snowmen but smaller and with longer ears and round tails. There are about a dozen lined up on the railing of Jungkook’s balcony. Very cute. Very, very cute. He loves them, by the way. He’s been so bored with the self-quarantining. It really made his day. He thought it was Jimin, but, of course, Jimin’s scared of heights. Then he thought it was Jin, but Jin’s scared of everything. So, it isn’t him. He thinks it’s me right now, but I know it isn’t me. It isn’t RM’s style and Taehyung’s too busy breaking the internet with his facial hair.”
“Jungkook isn’t worried it’s a sasaeng?”
“His security’s good. It’s not that, and you know it’s not that because you did it.”
“I’m in self-quarantine, too, my dear man. I am not supposed to leave the premises.”
“Since when do you do what you’re supposed to do?”
“And endanger the health of the community? Not very public-spirited, that.”
“I know it was you, Yoongi.”
“How?”
“Jungkook posted photos on Instagram and the group chat. Did you see them?”
“You know I never look at those things. Devil’s handiwork. Jumped-up modern soul-snatching devices.”
“Well, I looked at them, and I happened to recognize one of the fancy dog biscuits I got for Holly’s Christmas on the edge of the balcony—where it fell from your pocket, Spiderman!”
Yoongi chuckled and smacked his forehead. “Damn, foiled again!”
“It was you!”
“I admit nothing.”
“You as good as confessed! I’m going to tell Jungkook.”
“No, you’re not!”
“Oh, yes, I am, that is, unless—”
“Oh, here it comes. What do you want?”
“—unless you make me a loaf of that walnut chocolate thing you made for Jin. It sounded really good.”
Yoongi smiled. “It’s a deal.”